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a poem
The middle kingdom is walled by Red China
The dragon breathes fire and heroes conspire
Britain and Europe divide what’s deemed minor
Dominated by kings, bigwigs and Zion
Christians, Rome call another false flag
Hong Kong is purged, revolution is banned
Taiwan has the jitters dressed in glass slippers
An Attila in Manilla; the East Indies is puzzled
The South China Sea is soon to be muzzled
Vietnam is numb while Burma plays dumb
The scorched earth burns - it’s to dust we return
There’s water tsunamis — to make it alarming
There’s mommies and swamis, cheese and salamis
Russian invaders and leading edge armies
In Persia it’s trying, perhaps it is lying
The wrath doth conspire its virus in season
Armageddon in motion, what is the reason
Protesteth too much is now known as treason
Troll it online, you can still get your sleaze on
I’m hitting my stride and won’t have to hide
Watch out from the fortress while others abide
There’s disaster in Tonga; mud slides prolong
The rain in Spain falls mainly down the drain
Atlantis is still out there — how about our share
The fallen empire is still Plato’s lost soul
The journey continues taking its toll
It’s checkmate before the game can unfold
We stare at the void when all is destroyed
Vote in the leaders we need to avoid
Stamp out the plague each time it sets in
And ponder the meaning of original sin
